[Qin] Qin Shi

After listening to the man's story, Ying Zheng looked at his mutilated arm and the undisguised hatred on his face, and felt that the surrounding scenery changed suddenly, and there was a raging fire in front of him at this moment.And the one who was placed on top of the raging fire was precisely the Zhao State, which was evenly matched with Qin State, and even had the upper hand.

Yingzheng thought a lot before the fire, from the dilapidated barracks where there were only remnants and veterans everywhere, to the granary where there were only two or three people in the granary, which was supposed to be strictly guarded against death, because the warehouse was empty.From Zhao's perfunctory praise to King Zhao at the border of Zhao State, to when they talked about the general and the king of the mountain, they showed different faces but were extremely pious in their hearts: "That's it," the voice was dry, and there was even a faint vibration, "Do you dare?"

He looked at such a man, originally because of the idea that the mountain king was cynical and perfunctory, when he realized what the man in front of him represented, and what the mountain king gave him in his seemingly random behavior, Gradually there were changes.Accompanied by this change, there is also his deeper curiosity and desire to explore the man's past.

"Why not." Mrs. Xu's eyes were full of fire, and he looked at Ying Zheng as if he was looking at the goal he had been living in the world for a long time, "Whoever can give the old man what he wants, the old man will Who do you work for?" He was categorical, without any hesitation, "Once upon a time, that kid could give me what I wanted, so I followed him. Now if you can give me what I want, so what if I give you my life. "

For some reason, when facing such an old blacksmith, Ying Zheng couldn't say the lie that he had opened his mouth to the king of the mountain.

Whether it's a false identity or buried greed: "Do you know what it means if you go with me?" And those who went, the followers who once raised him to the altar, "Either they leave the country of Zhao, or they will become enemies of Zhao in the future and become Zhao's sinners—"

Ying Zheng looked at the old blacksmith without blinking his eyes: "——That's it, doesn't it matter?"

"He abandoned me like a shoe, how can I obey him like my life?" Madam Xu's expression was indifferent, "I loved him too, but this kind of love is because he gave me stability and well-being, my wife and children Future and hope. Now that he has ruined my family, and even can no longer forge iron by himself in this life, what is Zhao like this.”

"Since that brat will bring you in front of the old man, you naturally have the capital to make him look up." Although his hatred for Zhao Yan made him wish he could rush into Handan at this moment to change his life, but since He could bear it for so long, and even waited silently outside Handan City as an old widower. Mrs. Xu was naturally not stupid.

Rather than saying that he is optimistic about Qin, it is better to say that he believes in Bai Shu: "That kid is very cunning. Since you can be sent to the old man by him, that kid is quite optimistic about you Qin." Although he came Now I don't see anything good about Qin who is like a puppet to the monarch, but he trusts that brat, so naturally he won't go into it any further, as long as he believes in it.

People have to believe in something when they are alive. He believed that he would have a chance for revenge, so he lived on until Bai Shu's arrival.

It is not the first time that Yingzheng has realized this. Whether it is his confidence in Qin when he talked with the king of the mountain before, or his (Qin Wangzheng) future expectations, and now he is willing to put such a A man who knew the technology of forging steel handed him off: "That king of the mountain," Ying Zheng realized that even though they had so many intersections, he still didn't know the name of the other party, "But Qin people?"

"Qin people?" The old blacksmith seemed to have heard something ridiculous, "He is nobody, and he will be nobody." Such an answer is very strange, but the old blacksmith just said something lightly, and then shifted his mind. Topic, "The old man's ears are bad, but his eyes are not blind."

Mrs. Xu looked at Ying Zheng, and then turned to look at Meng Tian: "You boy, you used to live in Handan." He said something that Bai Shu and others didn't notice, "Your accent and Wording is not something that can be learned later.” With Meng Tian, ​​who is ready to learn and sell, by his side, Ying Zheng’s natural accent becomes more and more obvious, and even his Qin dialect has subtle accents. The vocabulary and syntax of Zhao State.

There's nothing to deny, Yingzheng was never ashamed of his old days, but there's nothing to say either.But Mrs. Xu saw this, and didn't go any further.After all, the flow of population between the six countries is too frequent, and there are so many people from Zhao to Qin: "Don't you never hate?"

"I hate the domineering of those princes and nobles, I hate that they treat the people like nothing but kill them, I hate them for eating the food we grow, using the utensils we made, and even hiding far away in safe places. The local government watched us fight for them at the border - but even Yinxiang was unwilling to deliver."

Does Ying Zheng hate it?

He hates it.If he didn't hate him, why would he disregard his own safety before the coronation, and sneaked to Zhao State without telling everyone, just to persuade Lord Chunping personally, just to personally write his name on the process of Zhao State's demise—he never I have not forgotten my childhood experience, and I dare not forget it.

Mrs. Xu looked far away, her eyes gradually became lax, and she fell into the memories of the past: "After the old man took his life in Handan, he swore to the sky that he would never use weapons again. But you know how that kid persuaded me?" Did the old man follow him, and let the old man follow him from Handan willingly to this poor place?"

He seemed to have thought of something extremely interesting, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "He asked the old man, since he hates, why don't he continue to hate. He made more sharp blades, and even let all the blades in the world be engraved with the old man's marks , so that one day when he dies by the knife, by the knife from the hands of the old man—isn’t his wish fulfilled?”

Such a statement moved Ying Zheng's heart, and a strange but familiar feeling rose from his heart.It seems that at some point, someone also said this to him, telling him that all the grievances and injustices were just to wait for an opportunity, even if they were fed to wolves and tigers, they would die with value.

"Do you know that the armor on the officers and soldiers here, the knives and guns in their hands, the food they eat, and even the money they spend are all those princes who knelt in the cold winter and didn't know the value of the cream and the people's suffering. Outside the doors of nobles and wealthy merchants, I begged bit by bit." His voice was calm, but Ying Zheng heard his guilt, heard his heartache, as well as a touch of pride and the same crazy worship as Border Baixin .

Seeing Mrs. Xu like this, Ying Zheng suddenly understood that no matter whether he was honest with the blacksmith or not, no matter whether he agreed to the old gentleman's seemingly vague wish or not, the other party would follow him without hesitation and dedicate everything he had ever since. His faithfulness and skill until he no longer needs it.

Not because of his future, nor because of his sincerity, but because this is what the king of the mountain wanted him to do, just because he believed that the king of the mountain would not let him down—what he wanted was never him (Ying Zheng)'s guarantee, but the King of the Mountain told him what he was going to do.

Are you angry?

perhaps.

But more of it is regret and the ambition and desire to get him.Because of his ability, because of his deeds, because it is a pity that such a talent is not reused in Zhao Guo.There is even joy, precisely because Zhao Wang treats him indifferently and does not value him, because such a talent will be his one day.

"The old man is talking about the king of the mountain?" He couldn't imagine that such a proud and reckless person, such a person who can't be caught and controlled like the wind and rain, would lower his proud head for something. , bowing his head and bowing his eyebrows to obey the wishes of others-he shouldn't have done so, "I don't know if I have the honor to know that name?"

If this is his general, if this is his subject, he will definitely protect his pride, he will definitely guard his flying.If this is his soldier, if this is his subject, he will definitely call him to his side, and he will definitely entrust him with all his trust.

The old blacksmith just said what he wanted to say: "That boy was still young back then, Lin Xiang was seriously ill, and General Lian Po went away to another country, and those bastards in Handan only thought about their own little plans, and Chi He was reluctant to let General Li Mu go back to the border. Even the military pay was unwilling to give a little from their singing and dancing—the snow at the border was red in the winter of that year."

In the winter of that year, the color of falling snow at the border was dazzling. There was a child who wanted to stay out of it, looked at the red between the sky and the earth, looked at the red all over the ground, stood in front of him, and asked him to do one thing for the first time. : "He asked me to take in an apprentice, guide him, and help him build a set of heavy armor." Even at that time, he still remembered his vow not to forge soldiers in this life.

"Later," the old blacksmith's eyes slowly focused on Ying Zheng, "he rode away with five hundred young men and three days' worth of food and wages. Once he was gone, it was January." When he came back again, It is the frontier army who is now famous on the grassland, and only one big banner can deter the enemy from going forward.

"Old man's life or death is not important, a cheap life, if you lose it, you will lose it." Because he believed that even if he left, that boy would fulfill his long-cherished wish for him.For so many years, he has never seen that kid slip a word, the thing he promised is no matter how difficult, no matter how unwilling, because he promised, he will do it.

"But if you dare to hurt him in the future, you will be risking your life—" Master Xu's eyes are as sharp as a knife. At this moment, he is very much like the nobleman who refused to forge a knife for a nobleman just because he was 'not suitable' A young blacksmith, "—this old man has taught students over the years, and he has forged more than tens of millions of weapons."

Even if the old man dies, those swords and swords engraved with my marks will one day replace me and take your life.

Ying Zheng looked at Mrs. Xu, raised his arms and folded his hands in front of him, and saluted this old blacksmith who had gone through too many things: "If one day you can get him to be a general, Zheng, you will definitely be in this life." Bear him."

"Old Mrs. Xu," the old blacksmith did not back down, and calmly accepted Ying Zheng's gift, "Men Zhao, blacksmith."

The author has something to say: In ancient times, the king was the king, and the king decided the development and future of a country, so the "country" was basically equal to the "king".As long as the king is still in that country, he will not die, which of course becomes ridiculous to modern people.So Mrs. Xu hated Zhao Wang and hoped that Zhao Wang would die, because Zhao Wang was equal to Zhao Guo, so killing the king was a sinner.

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the [grenade]: Grell Sutcliff 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

10 bottles of boats;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!